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I don’t know how far up your own ass your head needs to be in order to write this some of this slop. If you showed this to someone in the 80s they would die lau
by Mr_Minderbinder 2y ago
I don’t know how far up your own ass your head needs to be in order to write this some of this slop. If you showed this to someone in the 80s they would die laughing.
>I pity those who've never experienced the excitement of flipping through a collection of floppy disks… I wish for everyone to, at some point, feel the sublime give and then resistance of a CRT's power button
Save it, they likely pity you in equal measure for they know excitement in activities that you (and I) are ignorant of or incapable of enjoying. Pray, do your parents or grandparents have a share in your pity on account of their not knowing that same “excitement”? I never knew that the mundane experience of turning on my old TV and PC monitor everyday would one day be considered worthy of passing down to future generations. This has to be one of the most ridiculous paragraphs I have read in a while.
>Those were, after all, times when political correctness had yet to be invented
“Political correctness” has existed since politics has existed. Even the sort you are thinking of had already been invented by then.
It is easy to be “cosy” if you are disconnected from reality and responsibility. This applies to many other things besides computing. As for the other stuff I think it is mostly in your head. Do you honestly think a kid off the street these days would see it the way you do? If you had self awareness you might have considered that your comfort might be someone else’s nightmare. I know my grandmother always hated CRT televisions, which gave her headaches and nausea. Also I kept thinking that a lot of that stuff hasn’t changed much but you making it out like it has. I hear my hard-drive spin and click everyday and it gives me anxiety not comfort.
I can think of about a dozen better reasons why someone might want to investigate historical computing. I could write a blog post about it but instead I will write a monograph on the serene and incomparable pleasures of organising a deck of punch cards. What a childish, trivial and superficial view of computing.